Monday, 18 April 2011

crowd control

We know everything. Or…we like to think so.

Even from early childhood we grow, and develop ourselves as individuals, convinced that we are the rulers of this world, the most evolved of the species and, most of all, the only ones able to understand, define and classify every aspect of life.

I sometimes wonder if maybe we, as humans, are nothing more than a simple stage towards divinity, which cannot be anyway achieved with our limited and arrogant thinking. Maybe the world, as we understand it, is in fact divided in some sort of layers, from the bottom of the ocean to the sky above, as a ladder that any living species attempts to climb to reach the absolute. I’d say it is actually not only arrogant but selfish as well, to assume that if there’s a heaven, humans should retained it only for them; therefore I prefer to include every living species in this struggle to reach the most craved place where God dwells.

But for a celestial viewer, looking down through all these undistinguishable layers, in which our world is divided, we are nothing else but undefined dots drawing on the ground an infinite amount of invariable patterns, representing our everyday existence, in desperate need to certify our existence.

We occasionally acknowledge, but mostly deny, the fact that our egotist existence got us blinded and our dictatorship towards all other species got us, over the generations, thinking that we are to decide who rules and who’s to obey. We somehow forgot that, there is no need for a superior species because, such thing doesn’t even exist and we tend to live our life ignoring the others. However, this theory is proven wrong by a simple observation: we ignore not only other species but other human beings as well. I guess it is why we shouldn’t even try to understand, define or classify anything because it is definitely impossible to do. Perhaps we, as a species, are actually not that evolved as we like to believe.


p.s. once… a fellow photographer advised me to change the title of the photographs/series from “crowd control” to “crowd management”, the second version being linguistically more accurate, he said.  However, I prefer the original title for a simple reason: I have never considered myself to be a leader but merely an observer of the world around me; at least when it comes to “odyssey” project. So…


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crowd control, Venice 2007


Sunday, 3 April 2011

intimate flinders of Andreea...

It was spring I guess. Or at least she brought it by allowing me to approach her in such manner.

And while few words were spoken I was, by taking advantage of one of those moments in which the camera breaks any boundary granting your senses to take control of how will you capture what is in front of your eyes, aiming to seize, in few images, this interstellar happening of which I was previously unaware.

As any burst does, this one lasted fractions as well (a medium of 0.40 sec / shot) but with long lasting repercussions – the photographs, as evidence that at times, clashes between dissimilar stars can give birth to captivating images, shaped by lights, shadows and uncertain rapidly fading colors, meant to enlight  such an unstable season as spring can be.

Now, I wonder why is it that such bursts, that will definitely clear the sky above giving room to a gigantic mesmerizing sun, can’t occur more often so one could experience the excitement of spring arrival more than once a year. Or perhaps they do, but are well kept aside, like some ancient secret, for those able to unlock the key to such blissfulness…


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Andreea, Milan 2010